I have known such ignorance,
by Ann Beard
that only lonely children know.
Dabbled in stupidity, by chance,
survived, and tried to grow.
I have shown such thoughtlessness,
that only selfish youth display.
Bowed before aggressiveness,
wept for lovers who betray.
In me has grown such depth of feeling,
love for every newborn child.
My season changing heart revealing,
moments, have my very soul beguiled.